regardless of this post i'm not upset about anything....
(but it might come across that i am)
having friends is complex and at times they are mindblowing in every way imagineable. there are the people you should have kept behind you,the ones who deserve a second chance...the ones who drown you in their affection and the others who dry up on you until it is convienent for them to call you a friend...there are the ones you wish you saw more of and the ones you see too much of...
i can't help but to view friendships as intense and important and when i see one pale in comparision of what it used to be i become nervous and jump into a fixit mode powered by fear of loss and change.
but old ways are not really good ways or right ways....they're just familiar. and familiarity is comfort which is neither bad nor good.
to be honest i forgot my point. it's 2am and i have more pointlessly worrisome things on my mind than a 19 yr old girl should have on her mind at this time of night...
i guess it all comes down to one simple wish....that the next few weeks whiz by as quickly as humanly possible...that tonight i will close my eyes and tomorrow i will look out my window and see the Sear Tower and Lake Michigan. Then i'd be able to get on with the kind of life i''m pretty sure i'll have when i get there....
and i promise you when i get it i'm never looking back
having friends is complex and at times they are mindblowing in every way imagineable. there are the people you should have kept behind you,the ones who deserve a second chance...the ones who drown you in their affection and the others who dry up on you until it is convienent for them to call you a friend...there are the ones you wish you saw more of and the ones you see too much of...
i can't help but to view friendships as intense and important and when i see one pale in comparision of what it used to be i become nervous and jump into a fixit mode powered by fear of loss and change.
but old ways are not really good ways or right ways....they're just familiar. and familiarity is comfort which is neither bad nor good.
to be honest i forgot my point. it's 2am and i have more pointlessly worrisome things on my mind than a 19 yr old girl should have on her mind at this time of night...
i guess it all comes down to one simple wish....that the next few weeks whiz by as quickly as humanly possible...that tonight i will close my eyes and tomorrow i will look out my window and see the Sear Tower and Lake Michigan. Then i'd be able to get on with the kind of life i''m pretty sure i'll have when i get there....
and i promise you when i get it i'm never looking back